FaCPoV 3

	“Biggs, Wedge, let’s close it up,” Luke says, more authority in his voice than I’ve ever heard. Before today, we were friends, equals as boys, though the world always put me above him. I was older, wealthier, better with the girls at Tosche Station. When I saw him in the hangar, I thought I’d show him the ropes. But he doesn’t need me to teach him any longer. He’s different today from the boy I knew on Tatooine. He’s a man now, and something, some strange calm fills his voice and soothes my nerves. “We’re going in, we’re going in full throttle. That ought to keep those fighters off our backs.”
	“Right with you, boss,” Wedge says.
	“Luke, at that speed will you be able to pull out in time?” I ask.
	I can practically hear him smile. “It’ll be just like Beggar’s Canyon back home.”
	Grinning ear-to-ear, I follow him into a dive toward the trench, my ship vibrating as the engines are pushed to their limits. Luke’s in the lead now, and good for it. He was always the better shot.